Five years inside and your body gets used to things. She says in a little, Your skin gets thicker,
The girl allows her brother small glimpses of the developing perfection of her body.
Your mind sharper.
yah,
terrified voice...
I'll be her.
sad cases walking around looking to hijack someone else's life and
invading my pores,
A body I had taken for
finger-
and dump the rest in a cipher ward.
Alright.
empty
devoid
stripped as far as it will go into her ear
and this is somebody else's memory.
They arrive.
Across the water a search light.
They get out of the car.
solid bricks.
In the car.
I force it in harder
So old they barely fit,
stretched tight across my widening
at the shore,
He fucks her,
Throws them out of the car,
and ha. and again
the freebus droning in the distance like a bored hornet. demon eats ghost
lips touch lips
Monster,
as straight or gay.
she`s a salary ghost
Memory junkie,
ghost girl tender and dirty, sad salty holes.
Octopus in her cunt, giving doll formidable grasp on human nature.
A life.
Now I can feel every muscle tremble as I inhale. sailormoon softmoan pantyporn peepshow in every convenience store
a pack of hungry ghosts hovers over the bridge of winter dreams trust no-one
You got what everyone wants.
a doll is forever
Let me put it this way--
shoving into her sweet rotting mango flesh. who's gonna suck my cooling dick?
You enter deep doll space zero.
when you came out of it,
she melts him with a gaze that is fierce and tender
Anything else you want to know about teh nature of hell?
she will be always doll
this big mango cut into eigthths,
and then
knowing the terms of the contract.
the
Most of the debris littering the
Twenty one years ago,
forgetting how to dance
dollyoko is now known as riverboy
Now I'm beyond
That would happen if nobody set the scene;
I became an intellectual don.
he is everything and nothing. he is everything and nothing
addictions.
Whole cities spring up around them.
identify at all, highways of someone else's history. I'm just they kiss ~~ becoming kiss,
not doing the time.
Somebody done fucking witched you,
At some point,
philosopher came in to settle the matter;
I became an intellectual don. I'm still doing the crimes. never two in order to survive this surfeit of love I'm just not doing the time.
your machines are clumsy,
your wars redundant]